The Mind of a Genius

   "I ask of you now," the mystical blade asked the amnesiac warrior, now as close as ever to finding his lost memory. Itsuki had dreamt of this moment before. He had no idea then, that the blade he held in his hand, throughout all this time, was the one that sealed all his memories, to his own consent. Itsuki remembered the times he had, with his mother, his brother Itou, the unit they called ‘home’, SPECTRUM, Yul, Sir Lander, Fiona, and…

   "Who is Itsuki?"

   Who is Itsuki? He now knew the answer to the question that stumped him for a long time. Who is Itsuki, Zion asks? Itsuki is the man that became the sole hope of a unit decaying in the inhuman ruling that is the Mechanican Union. He was the one that gave birth to the term ‘guardian’. He was the man Yul respected, as a warrior, and as a father. He was the man that saved an entire town from being overrun by the same military he worked for. The man Yuki, with all her heart, loved and had vowed to protect. The guardian, in all its terms, sacrificing his personal good for the well being of those he loved. He was…

   I am…

   The blade shimmered in the evening sky, shedding its warmth to all those that’ll need its power before the gongs of war sounds again. He again repeated what he had promised not to do again, but this time, it’ll be his own sacrifice. He believed, that like what Yuki did for him, is inevitably the same as what will do. At last, the promise of the guardian, will be fulfilled…

   "I am Itsuki. I am him."

   The blade, Zion, the one named Devotion, again showed Itsuki the last form of its power. It was the grandest blade he ever laid eyes upon, and yet, he knew that this would be the second time he have seen it. Itou said that after Yuki had given her own in order to fulfill the wish of the Zion’s wielder, and still, after all that, the blade still radiated the power that he believed was lost forever. He held it softly in his hands, and returned it to its amulet form. Viewing the night sky for the final time, Itsuki sat down on the edge of the cliff, where the battle for the Midas’ Touch will begin. He sat down and pondered, what will the others do after his offering will be done…

   "But what of Yumi?"

   The blade invoked him a question that he has forgotten, a question that still has no answer for him. Itsuki shook his head in disbelief, but he still had one more answer left in his heart…

   "I believe her. I trust Yumi…"

   …

(Pano ba yan, spoiler time na naman hehehe… sige wag nyo na lang basahin hehehe…)

: )

   Guys, everyone. Hi back, at ngayon lang uli ako nag-post. Paaon ba ‘to, di ko alam kung saan ko sisimulan itong very disturbing topic na to eh. Siguro, talaga, sa pagkakakilala nyo sa akin, hindi pa ako nagpapakita ng galit, kahit kanino. Wala akong balak, at kahit kailan ay hindi ko gagawin. Well, technically, hindi sa tao ang galit ko ngayon. Sa pag-iisip nila sa isang bagay na kinagagalitan ko, ito yun. Mag eenglish muna ako for the next two paragraphs, kaya pasyensya sa walang balak mag call center ^_^.

   Destiny. One would define this occassion as the planned meeting of two souls, their strings of destiny entwined. Others would give this as the inevitable happening of their dreams. For me, this is a lewd and very insensitive way of telling yourself that everything will become all right.

   For me, and i have proven this, destiny does not exist. If this does exist, then why am i going against the current nature of man? Is it not a man’s destiny to follow his basic instincts? Or is it a destiny for me to go against what you see is impertinent disobedience to the law of our human nature? Then, which is which? What am i destined for? If i am destined, then what of you? This simple explanation of why destiny can’t exist is because, i choose it to be.

   I have never believed the semisweet idea of being destined for one another. First of all, I don’t expect anyone to understand me, as me. There goes the perfect idea of someone desperately reaching for a hand that is not there. I therefore believe, that what you have, right now, is the hand that you have to take care of. I’ve seen two different people, striving against the odds, just to be one another, and i say, this isn’t the work of destiny, this is of their own choice. Their own choice. If fate proved to be working for them, then what of the other otions that could happen? Destiny cannot exist, because there is choice.

   Do not believe what your ears is telling you. The sound that you hear may not be the sound that you do want to hear. Instead, it is your own hand, your own faith, that can really prove the ending of your own story. Believe me, once you figure this out, then you’ll know the true meaning of being an optimist.

   Whew, so natapos din ako. Yun lang naman. See you folks, again next time, on The Jero Show!!

( Bago ang lahat, kailangan ko munang sabihin na ang mga nakasulat dito ay pawang kathang-isip lamang at walang kinalaman sa totoong buhay. Ang mga impromasyong inyong malalaman ay nakalahad sa aking sinuslat na manga at nag-lalayout lang ako ng para-scientific bases para dito. Enjoy and Chiao)

Elemental Control - Part I

   The control and manipulation of elements are mostly varied throughout one human being to another. As such, each must develop their own characteristics for spell casting. However, there are primarily two parts in which the control of the elements are necessary.

   The body is composed of the real world energy, which is mainly obtained through the nourishment it gets from food, water, etc. Meanwhile, the ethereal energy, or life-force, is always present in the atmosphere, and can freely transcend from one part of reality to another. The real world energy and the ethereal energy, also called ‘the stream of magic’, mixes together and forms what alchemists call the ‘outer form’.

   As the caster tries to control the elements, the outer form relaxes and spills out a part of its ethereal energy. Then, by the process, if the etheral energy runs low, it can render the body numb, because the real world energy supports also the part where the ethereal energy is used to be. As such, it is very important to know that depleting the caster of all his ethereal energies can kill him.

  Like the caster, there are different ways to control the various elements. There are exactly NO SAME PROCESSES to control the elements. With that in mind, we must start to destinguish the different types of magic manipulation and how each process is done.

Type I - Elemental Control

The Fire Element - controlling the element of fire is a pretty arduous task. The fire, being an element of high energy content, spiritual and real-world, the caster must match those energies given off by the element. As such, only a handful of casters knows how to really control the fire element. Normal mages can only use it for so long and then run out of spiritual energy, completely drained. But the others have a very sneaky way of controlling the fire element, but its power is not as great. Using a catalyst substance, they control that substance from which the fire is existing, and that makes an illusion of them controlling fire. This may be important in some situations, but as a real substitute to the real power of the fire, it can never match it.

The Water Element - arguably, the easiest element to manipulate, the caster can, in lack of terms, mold a container form of his energies and through that, let the water flow in it. Another way of controlling the water element is by manipulating the molecules of the water. With the second form, the caster has the same skills as the basic water caster, but as an advanced user, he can concentrate the water molecules and turn it into its various forms. (I.E, steam, ice).

The Earth Element - in terms of raw power, this might not be the easiest element to conjure, but its array of uses and its energy usage, is the best among the elements. Every earth element can be used as a defensive, and more importantly, an offensive weapon. Earth element manipulation is the backbone of necromancy.

The Wind Element - almost the same as the earth element, but its maneuverability, is like that of the water element. Accuracy and precision is the order of the day here, as its main attribute is its knockdown power. When the caster has perfect control over the element, he can increase the wind pressure, and use it for his own purposes. (turning the wind into an unseeable, almost solid weapon; crushing the enemy in the impact of the wind pressure, etc.)

Para sa aking kaibigan, si Karla…

Di ko alam. Noong una kitang nasilayan, akala ko… masungit ka \></. Di ko na naisip na mapapansin mo ako, kasi eh… pero nandyan ka, lagi mo kong kinukulet. Hindi ko iniinda na sinasabi mo na, … basta yun. Pero ngayon, alam ko na. Alam ko na ang aking nararamdaman. At maipapahiwatig ko ito sa apat na salita.

"I love you Karla?"

hinde…

"Please, Karla, pautang naman!" ^_^

HAHAHA!!

(hears a cricket in the background…)

Okay, sige. Basta ako, pede akong kaibigan ng kahit na sino. Kaso nga lang, wag nyo naman akong harasin >< (harass kaya yon? let’s read the book of laws…) Pwamis, ako appreciate ko pakikipagfriends nyo sakin. Wag kayu mag-alala, di ako galit. Medyo hindi na nga ako nagagalit, eh. Lagi sigurong naka sedatives, kaya ganun hehehe…

AT SA MGA NAG-IISIP NG MASAMA… PATAY KAYO SA KIN…

Jero ALERT!!

- sa mga gustong mag-appear ang alter ego sa aking sinusulat na manga (di pa drawing, gotta work on that), paki sabi, paki PM, paki text, paki sMail, paki bato sa akin ang pangalan, ang char name, at ang kasarian nito. State na rin ang special sa kanya, except super powers, kasi mga normal soldiers lang tayo doon hehehe… Sa ibang babae, baka pede mas mataas na character mabigay ko hehehe…

Signing Off…

Holy Shhh-spirit!! 2 weeks of no net time!! Ang aking uhaw ay parang uhaw ni Stygwyr sa dugo, ang uhaw ni Popeye sa away, ang uhaw ni Naruto sa ramen!! Kaya after two freakamasheetin weeks of abstinence, mag rereport muna ako hehehe!!

Alam naman nating hindi pilay si Paner, kaya wag na nating pagusapan yan! ><… Ang dapat nating pagtuunan, ay ang Tuesday Anatomy Finals natin. (Don’t forget thy shades ha?). Ako na po ang nagsasabi, si Clown Dude, wag po tayong tatawa. Dazrayt, wag po. Walang hotdog jokes. Walang long and hard jokes. Hell, kahit any jokes wag na, mahahawa kasi ako. There’s Wednesday and Thursday naman para sa happy-nings.

At ang isa pa. DOTA boys tigil muna. Di ako makaipon sa inyu huhuhu… don’t force me please! Bibili pa ako ng mga pekeng cd sa amin (hekhekhek), at baka sakali mga pekeng Gundam na rin. At kung sakaling magkaayaang mag outing… sama siguro ako, kung gusto nyo hehehe…

Hmm… Currently reading 277 of Naruto right now… five minutes please… Oh my God… binomba ni Deidara ang sarili nya!? WTF naman! Astig pa naman yung tao eh. Ayan tuloy isa na namang mystery of the Naru-world. Is Deidara a girl or a boy? Astig talaga. Si Naruto may Kyuubi Chakra leak pa!! Ano ba to kuyaaaa!!

So malapit na ang Finals, sabog na si Deidara, currently nasa Chapter 3 na ko ng aking epic, Paraiso the Swordheaven’s Paradise, kumikidlat-kidlat pa dito. Hell yeah. This is one life you shouldn’t miss. Hehehe…

And oh yeah, two things. One, fifteen days pa at babalik na ang pic ko sa dati (di na mauulit Hopia-girl pwomis…), at Mariel’s birthday is today, the eighteenth of October. Meron na akong regalo (ayan na naman kayu ha? >,>), at isa itong tula. Right okay, I’M OUT!!

Dapat nga eh monday ko pa to pinost! Hindi na ako magaatubili pa… alam nyu naman eh…

Si Iron Toes…

Si Steel Heels…

Si Handy Man…

Sino pa ba, e di si Paner-minator! Peter Pan.. er. Pano ba naman. Kita mo na ngang ganyan ang kalagayan mo, eh mag papaka asshole ka pa? Respeto? Respect is a two way thing, numb nuts. I respect you, and you give what is due mine. Acid-tongue, crappy, nauuto (oo totoo yan just ask Pao and Alex) at meron na tayong Handicap Jackass of the Year. Kung tamaan ako ng karma, FINE!! Pakiputol na nga lang yung legs ko ha? Pakidonate na rin!! Pero di ako aastang Itchy Balls!! SEE YOU IN HELL FAHGGHOT!!

One more thing…

Gawa tayo ng Paner-Tionary!!

Page 1: Paner Names

Handy Man: Han-dee-mahn : Meaning, handicapped man

See what i mean? Kaya Isnow ball natin yung idea! GO AD 1-7!!

Have you ever been dumped by at least ten girls? Would you rather not have yaoi boys at your side? Is the world a cruel place for you to live in? Well, i’ve got the solution for you!

INTRODUCING:     LOVESUCKS!!

A completely revolutionary way to eliminate falling in love, and being lured into a "love trap" by an insincere woman/man!!

Three Basic Rules in the LoveSucks program:

1. Never fall in love.

2. Never let anyone fall in love with you.

3. Remember the old adage…

"A very beautiful woman means three stabs in the back,

A very cute woman means two stabs in the back,

A very charming woman means a stab in the back,

and a whore of a woman means eternal suffering."

                                      Chapter I

                           "Get off ma legs Bitch!!"

   The first thing to learn in this cruel game called love is that, only the good looking survive. Anyone who thinks otherwise is a loon and must succumb to a thousand years in Madam Auring’s chamber. This rule of thumb is really a no-brainer: if you think about it, everyone that wants a loved one ultimately means having a yound, beautiful, sexy hot broad at his side. Simple really.

   If you are good looking and cannot find a loved one, then this book isn’t for you. If you aren’t, then dream on pal, cause you’ll never get a girl. If you did and your… on the average side, well you’re a lucky bastard. As long as

a.) she’s not using you as a shield/money machine/sex machine/helper.

b.) she really loves you and you are in a fantasy world.

If you are, like me, a victim of a prankster (ehem…), then read the title aloud in your head a thousand times. You must know when these types of attack occurs. It is when…

a.) you’ve done something cute in your first day at school. (or at the U)

b.) you’re ‘assumingly’ cute and charming (as if).

When she comes in physical contact, DO NOT strangle her like a duck. Instead, run around and hope that God showers some lightning bolts on that poor demented soul. She’ll probably let you off, since she really hates you on the inside, and could not stand another microsecond to hug your stupid gak. Remember to wash your hands (and other parts that came into contact with) after the attack, because the venom of the monster may attach itself to you and may make you… THE VICTIM!!

Signs of being a victim…

a.) You start dreaming about flowers, and all that kiddy stuff, and thinking that the world is a beautiful place to live in.

b.) You make yourself look good in front of the attacker (the term we call ‘the lure)

c.) You starts to like the most beautiful chinita supermodel type lady in the class, and wants to be with her.

  It doesn’t mean that if the attack has occured that it won’t happen again. A lot of the first time survivors fell prey to the second wave. Remember this, just stick to your ‘anti-love’ get-up and watch the ‘flies’ fly away from you. A happy person is a loveless person!

Chapter 2 in the works…

   Noon, kapag napapaisip ako, at nakakakita ako ng mga tao, tinatanong ko ang aking sarili, "Ano nga ba ako sa kanila?" Alam ko, masyado akong mabait sa mga tao, kakilala ko man o hindi. Dyan ako nabuhay, at dyan ako siguradong mamatay. Pero hahayaan ko nga bang mapatay ng isang bagay na matagal ko nang tinitiis at ginagawa?

  Dati, kapag bumubulong ako sa aking sarili, madalas kong nakikita ang mga taong ‘meron ang lahat’. Maganda, gwapo, mayaman, matalino… Mga bagay na hindi ako nabiyayaan kahit papaano. Ang tanging lakas ko, ay ang magsulat, at gumuhit. Iniisip ko, mamatay din naman kayo, kaya sige lang, magpakasaya kayo. Walang puwang sa akin ang mga salitang "pag-ibig (love), pagtitiwala (trust), at sariling-pagtitiwala (pride)." Hindi ako tao, sabi ko nga. Katawan ng nilalang, ngunit isip ng ibang nilalang.

   Dahil alam ko, sa aking pananatili dito sa mundong ito, ay ang mga nilalang, ang mga tao, ay ang pinakamababang klase ng hayop. Nakakabastos isipin na ang mga tao, na pinaglilingkuran ko sa tagal ng panahon, ay ang siyang titira sa likod ko. Lagi itong nangyayari. Dahil sila, ay kung tratuhin ako ay parang basura. Ngunit wala akong magawa kundi umayon sa kanila, dahil ano ba nga naman, sa mundo rin nila ako nakatira.

   Kinasusuklaman ko ang bawat nilalang, sa kahit anong sulok ng mundo. Sila aywalang pinagkaiba sa isa’t isa: nakikiayon sa agos ng mundo, balasubas, at gagawin ang lahat upang makaangat sa kapwa nila nilalang. Matagal ko nang sinasabi sa aking sarili na maging mapusok, na manahimik at indahin ang mga tao sa aking paligid.

  Pero hindi pa rin nawawala ang aking kabaitan. Ito lamang ang aking maibabahagi sa mga kaawa-awang tao. Makasalanan o hindi, wala akong pakelam. Ang mahalaga, sila’y nabubuhay mula sa aking sakripisyo. Oo nga’t nakakalito pero, ako ay may dalawang personalidad. Ako ang kulminasyon ng aking mapag-imbot na bahagi at ang aking altruwistikong bahagi.

  Kaya ibigay nyo sa akin ang respeto na hindi ko naman hinihingi ng sapilitan. Ibigay nyo ito sa akin tulad ng sa isang kabayaran bilang pagiging isang tao. Wag kayong mag-alala, wala akong galit na inilalabas. Tutal, ang ngiti ko ay ang katapusan ng lahat…

(Pasalamatan natin si JP Lagasca sa makapagbagbag-damdaming post nya noong agosto 31, 2005. Saludo ako, kapitan!)

It’s a known fact. Kapag hindi ka natulog nang at least three days, magkakaroon ka na ng mga hallucinations. (Yow Chris, tulog na, baka saksakin mo na ko) Well, being the students that we are of UST-CFAD, medyu merong times na hindi na kami natutulog because of plates to finish. Saya, no?

Ako naman ay etong may kalokohan sa ulo! In my 2 and a half days of no sleep, nagsusulat ako ng sarili kong manga, pero di ko na tinuloy ung isang chapter. Bakit? tignan nyo tong sinulat ko!

                                                  Chapter II

                               Ang mahiwagang Andoks ni San Pedro

    Once upon a night, comes a come come paradise. Banana rains in the Banana Mechanic, for we drinks (oo drinks yan <<) flank-flavored freezer tubes. Land water is deliciouser than monkey pinata. I have two fingers in both my eyeballs, and i play basketball. Tank tops are heavy, wear a jacket, mawet. Give or take a few bananas, and we get a split. The formation of mockingbirds has shown me the importance of Vaseline. Warning: green vegetables are dangerous to your health. Strap on your favorite baggage and prepare to die sliding in Bitcherony land. And all is happy and the princess got laid and bore two chihuahuas in the end, over the rainbow, ever after.

Yes, scary isn’t it? Lesson here… Monkey Juice is available at your local drug dealers nationwide…

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Astig yan!! hehehe   at sa iba pa…

>Nami Tamaki - Realize^

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